Whenthemenandwomenenteredtheroom,deliciousteawasserved,andtherewasnosoundofspeaking.Midoricouldn'thelpthinkingthatbothLannyandShiningfeltthepressure.It'sjustthatbeingwithherfiancewillbemoreintenseandembarrassing.ForChanin,eventhoughshefeelsthisway,atleastshefeelsthattheotherpersonishertarget.Shebegantobreakthesilenceandkeeptellingherownstory.
Chaninsometimesaccepts,sometimesnods,sometimesnods,sometimesnods,sometimesnods,sometimesnods,sometimesnods.Heisnotinterestedinthegirl'sstoryatall.Hejustwantstheconversationtoendquickly.ButIpersisteduntilMedoliwassatisfied,andIalwaysthoughtitwasforher.
Chanindidn'tadmitit,whichcausedtheyoungwoman,whowasalone,topauseandgreether.
"Youdon'tseemtobelisteningtome."
"I'mlistening."
"WhatwasItalkingabout?"
Chanincouldn'tanswer.Hedidn'tlistentowhatyousaid.
Midorismiled,asifanadultwerelying,andheputhishandonthetableandraisedhischin.
"Yousee,it'snottrue."Thetoneisfriendly,butitfeelsunpleasant.